Saints Alive! The Cthulhu Medallion

Cthulhu medallion

hat-tip AllThingsCthulhu

Oh, this has just GOT to work better than a Saint Christopher; after all, having millions of medals out there didn’t prevent St.Chris from getting demoted from Saint Christopher to Just A General All-Around Nice Guy Christopher?

This, instead, is something with real power behind the graven image, something worth far more than its melt or sentimental value. Sling this around your neck and have geeks falling at your feet (mind you, they do that now, but only because I claim I dropped “the chip that Woz signed for me” I’m a big meanie, I am) and maybe one of them will give you Friends and Family options. Or at least grovel on the floor, chanting. That’s always impressive.

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but what about Doritos?

Cannibis Prices

Actually, quite a lot of this surprises me. For one thing, my rather well-informed friend informs me that the price quoted for Canada is low, off by about 20% (this is for BC, and it’s logical to assume that provinces which don’t produce enough pot to have a strain named after them charge more for what they have to truck in). For another, I’m quite surprised to see that pot is cheaper in the UK than it is here OR in the Netherlands, which produces quite a lot of their pot. Where the hell are they getting it from, SCOTLAND? or is the IRA giving it to them at a discount (professional courtesy?). Also note that the price quoted for Singapore does not include the price of the bullet with which they execute you. The family pays for that, I hear.

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Nyotaimori and Nantaimori: eating Japanese

Tuna of the world

So to speak.

Word has come to our shell-like ears of a most delightfully esoteric Japanese custom; indeed, in a land where it sometimes seems as if all the customs are simultaneously bizarre, sexual, and ridiculous, this still stands out as remarkable, largely because it is one of the few that is not only bizarre, sexual and ridiculous, but it’s also low-calorie, tasty and satisfying and no, you’re not horny an hour later.

That would be the well-known “Chinese smorgasbord ritual.”

So what are the twin practices of Nyotaimori and Nantaimori? Nothing more nor less than the practices of eating sushi or sashimi off a naked woman or man, respectively. And we are most respective of our naked sushi bringers around these parts.

These parts in particular… *points*…

What fascinates me are the detailed instructions for preparation of the presentation service. Oh, I agree, proper attention to the plating aesthetics is so, so important.

Before becoming a living sushi platter, the person is trained to lie down for hours without moving. She or he must also be able to withstand the prolonged exposure to the cold food. Body hair, including pubic hair, would also be shaved as a display of pubic hair may be seen as a sexual act. [ed note: oh, perish the thought!]

Before service, the individual would take a bath using a special fragrance-free soap and then finish off with a splash of cold water to cool the body down somewhat for the sushi.

In some parts of the world, in order to comply with sanitation laws, there must be a layer of plastic or other material between the sushi and the body of the woman or man.

Ah, but that’s an entirely different Wikipedia entry, I’m sure…

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Molly Ivins on mortality

Molly Ivins

From the New York Observer article on Molly IvinsNYC memorial service (via Gawker):

The most poignant moments were provided by Eden Lipson, a former Times colleague and one of Ivins’ closest friends.

“A few years ago I finally realized that it was us, the cosmopolitan New Yorkers in the media capitol, with our literary and political gossip and hermetic chattering who were, in fact, provincial,” said Ms. Lipson. “ Molly was the one who saw America large and clear, who out-reported the mainstream media from Austin, who had a balanced and ultimately optimistic view of the world. Molly’s generosity was legendary, but in addition, she was brave. She went on book tours two and half times while on chemotherapy.”

Ms. Lipson was also diagnosed with cancer last year. Before it went into remission, Ivins came to visit her at the hospital. This is what she told her friend:

“Understanding mortality is entirely personal and won’t know it until you face it. The cancer will probably kill you in the end, but moving ahead, do as much as you can . . . until you can’t.”

“And then it’s okay to let go.”

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Let’s all hate Toronto! Wait…WHERE?

Why, you ask…to which I reply, ever been there? Here’s the must-see movie of the year, coming soon to a theatre anywhere but Toronto.

 

From the movie’s site:

If there’s one thing that truly unites Canadians it’s our national pastime of bashing Toronto. The first film on the subject, Let’s All Hate Toronto is a hilarious tongue-in-cheek road doc. The film follows “Mister Toronto” as he embarks on a coast-to-coats Toronto Appreciation tour, encountering “recovering Torontonians” and those who would be quite happy never to step foot in TO.

Is Toronto really Torauma, Onterrible? Yes, according to a “professional Toronto hater.” And in Calgary they finally discover the answer to a question that has boggled them for ages: why do all the trees point west? (“Because Toronto sucks that much.”)

Now, this all sounds fairly straightforward, and I, of all people, am not one to dismiss something that unites all of our great, yet divided, nation (really, only laughing at Conrad Black comes anywhere near close) but there is one little problem, one teensy thing preventing me from joining in the risibling and the ridiculizing.

What is this “Toronto” of which they speak?

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